An extension

I heard the door open, and then the sound of my Dad entering the hallway.

"Dinner is here!"

I suddenly remmbered I was topless, and mere seconds away from my Dad seeing me half-naked on the sofa. Knowing no other option, I scooped the small throw pillow off the floor, and threw it over my chest, only just as my Dad rounded the corner. His eyes locked on me for a few seconds, before turning away abruptly. I felt embarrassment creeping it's way over my skin.

"Honey, why is our daughter topless on the couch?" My Dad asked my Mom.

"Your daughter decided to not pack enough clothes, so when you left you took her towel, and all her clothes except a pair of panties she kept in her suitcase."

"Where are the clothes she took in with her? Her spare towel?"

"She didn't bring anything in the bathroom with her. Just give her one of her shirts back from the bags, so she can eat dinner."